Chapter 1

"If you like, Suzy, I'll turn my back while you're undressing," Frank Topping said to his pretty young daughter.

"Gee, Daddy, does it make any difference?" she asked. "I mean, you're going to see me naked anyway." She wanted to sound mature and blasé, but she hesitated a moment on the word "naked" and her cheeks reddened slightly when she pronounced it. Although she liked to keep telling herself how grown-up and sophisticated she was, thirteen-year-old, Suzy was still a shy little girl.

"I guess you're right, it doesn't make any difference," her father said. After all, he told himself, there was nothing out of the ordinary about this photo session. Many famous figure photographers had used their wives and daughters as models, and though this would be the first time Frank photographed Suzy in the raw, there was no reason for the artist he liked to think he was to make a big deal out of that.

His cock thought very differently about the matter, though, as was obvious from the way it pressed against the tight confines of his trousers. It had not yet tried to erect all the way, but it was at least half-hard, and getting stiffer by the second.

Frank gulped as he saw Suzy pull her tight sweater up over her head, revealing the super sheer bra which covered her newly budding breasts. Through the nylon of the bra he could see her rosebud-like little nipples. Frank felt his cock give a fresh surge against his pants and he could feel droplets of sweat trickling down his chest. This photo session was perhaps a mistake, he thought, but there could be no turning back. He couldn't admit to Suzy that he was an old fuddy-duddy, and anyway, having seen this much of his delicate little blonde daughter, he had to see the rest. His prick would never forgive him if he didn't.

Suzy undid her skirt and took it off, revealing a pair of panties that matched the bra. The bra showed her nipples. The panties showed the dark "V" of her pubic fluff.

The young girl was blushing deeply, and Frank didn't know what excited him more, the blushing, or the lack of conscious seductiveness in the way she took off her clothes. She was not old enough to realize how much art a female could put into undressing for a man, and that innocence was far more exciting than any sophistication could ever be.

Although Suzy felt embarrassed, she also felt good, sort of tingly and excited. Her nipples were taut, and her cunt wet, as if she had been kissing a boy. She couldn't understand why the idea of posing for her daddy would make her feel like that. Maybe it was the idea of all the neat boys who would see her pictures if daddy won the competition, she told herself. That thought made her blush more deeply. She wasn't sure a nice girl should want boys to see her naked.

Frank bent over to select his equipment. As he stood up, his prick slid part way out through the piss-vent of his underpants and made a real tent against his pants. There was nothing to do but cram it back in. He wondered what Suzy thought as he did so.

Frank wondered anxiously if he might not be some kind of pervert, getting a hard-on at the sight of his daughter.

Shit, he thought, I can't help it if she's so goddamn pretty.

She wasn't just pretty, she was stark naked. She had peeled off her panties and unfastened her bra. With nothing covering them, Frank could see that her little nipples were semi-erect.

Is this turning her on too? he thought. It seemed impossible. He could imagine himself as a dirty old man, but he certainly couldn't see his angelic daughter as anything but the most innocent girl in the world. Other parents talked about how much trouble they were having with their kids, and what wild company they kept. None of that was true with Suzy.

Her nipples were getting more and more erect every second. The sight of them didn't do much to soften Frank's prick, which was pushing against his pants as hard as it possibly could.

It's the cold. I remember hearing that nipples sometimes get erect when they're cold, he desperately told himself.

"Tell you what," he said, trying to regain his composure, "why don't you stand by that old stump? It'll make a good contrast, I think." He nearly said "a good contrast with your soft body," but caught himself at the last moment.

He knew now that the photo session was a disastrous idea. He hoped that if he took the pictures fast enough, he might be able to resist the growing urge to make a grab at her.

God, do those tits ever look nice!

Frank finally admitted he had the hots for little Suzy because there was no way he could deny it any longer. He couldn't remember his cock being so stiff in years, and his hands trembled as they held the camera. His palms were moist, too, and felt slick on the leather case.

From now on, he thought, I'm sticking to the commercial stuff.

The "commercial stuff" was portrait photography he did for a living. Three-quarter shots of blushing brides and grinning high school graduates. Dull as dishwater, but a lot safer than trying to keep himself under control while posing his daughter's lithe, pubescent body.

Frank had a small studio of his own, and made a pretty good living taking pictures, but his subjects were all the same. He had reached the point where one pimply-faced senior looked like another to him, and the moronic bliss on the brides' faces was just about enough to make him want to turn in his tripod. He liked to think of himself as an artist. An artist who had to make a living out of the old "cheese, please" racket, but an artist nevertheless. That is why he spent so much spare time taking pictures which satisfied him esthetically, even though there was no profit to be made from them.

"Is this how you want me to stand, Daddy?" Suzy asked.

'That's fine," he gulped. Without thinking about it, she had spread her legs slightly, and the sight of her cunt, the lips slightly parted, was more than he could bear.

In addition to the nature shots he liked to take, and the studies in light and shade he was particularly fond of, he had taken numerous pictures of his family. His wife was beautiful and so was Suzy, and his son was a handsome lad. It never occurred to Frank before that there was something sexual about posing his wife and daughter. He had always posed them dressed, anyway. His pictures were not just family snaps, they were supposed to be character studies.

"Why don't you sit on that rock?" he said.

Suzy walked over to it and sat down. II was nice to be in the warm sunshine, all naked and unencumbered, she thought. Though she didn't know what was causing it, the tingly, alert feeling in her body was nice, too. She felt very wide awake and fresh.

It did not occur to her that this feeling might have something to do with posing naked in front of her father. It never occurred to her that it might be incestuous desire working its way to the surface. When she sat down, she made no effort to hide her cunt. Frank got a glimpse of gash which took his breath away.

"Okay," he said, "now cross your legs. Can't show them too much, heh, hen."

I must be going out of my mind to say something like that, he thought. Get a grip on yourself, boy.

Suzy blushed at his words. Yet there was something about the idea of males looking at her naked body which intrigued her. At thirteen, she had very little experience with the opposite sex. But she was at that age where a girl finds herself looking secretly at handsome boys in class, and wondering what they think of her.

It was a competition which first gave Frank the idea of posing his daughter naked. Photographer's Monthly was offering seven hundred and fifty dollars first prize for the best nude study submitted by a reader. Frank didn't need the money, but the idea of getting paid for his "artistic" efforts excited him. Seven hundred and fifty dollars for a nude study, proof that he was made for better things than hack studio portraits. He would have asked his attractive wife Betty to pose, but she had broken her leg and was still in a cast. That left Suzy as a possible model.

At thirteen, Suzy gave promise of eventually being a very beautiful woman. When she was grown up, she would be a sensuous bombshell. But Frank wondered if her present mixture of beauty and little-girl innocence wasn't even more appealing. Frank was sure he could win with pictures of her posed artistically.

What he had not counted on was that as soon as he saw her trim, teenage body stripped down to the buff, his prick would just about explode in its eagerness to get inside her little twat and start bucking away.

Despite his trembling hands and nervousness, Frank knew he was getting good pictures on film. Just a few more, and he would have enough to submit to Photographer's Monthly.

"Lie down in the tall grass, honey," he said hoarsely.

Suzy did as she was told, hoping her father wouldn't notice the drop of moisture that had oozed out of her cunt and was now sliding slowly down her thigh. The only other time she had noticed her cunt get wet like that was when talking to Brad Lammers or one of the other neat boys at school. She tried as hard as she could to suppress the growing suspicion that there might be some similarity between talking to a "neat boy" and posing naked for her father.

As she stretched out in the grass, Frank knew he had a winning picture coming up, with the way the sun was casting long shadows across her smooth, soft belly. He had to make sure that the pose was just right, though. This was too good a shot to blow.

"Move your arm a little. That's it. Now raise your right knee. Not so much. Here, let me show you."

He knelt there beside her and put his hand on her knee. It was very white, very smooth, and very cool.

His hand slid down her thigh ....

"To get the shadows just right, we'll position it... just---"

His hand, of its own accord, slid the rest of the way down her thigh and suddenly cupped the butter-soft flesh of her cunt. So wet and yielding. Surrounded with such nice, girlish fluff. His will collapsed. He had to have her.

Suzy gave a sharp gasp the moment her twat felt his fingers. She pressed her legs together.

Frank pulled his hand away. "D-darling," he stammered, "I just slipped. I hope you didn't think I .... "

"But Daddy, you shouldn't touch me there!" Suzy said. She was shocked, but almost as much at herself as at her father. She couldn't deny to herself that his fingers felt nice. But fathers weren't supposed to touch their daughters there. She knew that for certain.

"I know," he said. "I didn't mean to. It's just.... " Suddenly, realizing he would never be able to express his feelings in words, he pressed his mouth against hers.

He made one last effort to keep the kiss fatherly, then his tongue slid into her mouth. She was struggling under him, but that didn't prevent him from caressing her tongue with his, or from pressing his fingers gently against her maidenhead.

Her maidenhead! The knowledge that his daughter was as pure and innocent as he had always thought sent a shiver of excitement coursing up his spine. He was going to be her first man. He was going to initiate her into the secrets of sex.

I must be nuts. Fuck my own daughter? He pulled his lips away from hers. His hand trembled as he removed it from her cunt.

I'm not going to fuck her, I'm not, he told himself.

Suzy lay on the grass quivering with a fear and excitement she did not understand. She didn't know whether to cry, or what. She was so confused. His hand had felt so good on her cunt, and she had liked the way his tongue had pressed against hers, but it was wrong. She knew it was. He should stop doing things like that which made her all confused. But as she looked in his face and saw the tension there, she knew she didn't dare say anything for fear of hurting his feelings. He had always been such a good father. She would do anything to keep him from being unhappy. Anything. She shuddered as she realized the full implications of that word. There was sexual excitement in that shudder, too.

Frank's cock felt like it was going to snap in two if he didn't give it some relief. He was still trying to keep from touching her, though. He knew he should tell her to put her clothes on, but he couldn't bear the idea of not being able to look at her lovely young body any more. Her breasts were so small and pert, her skin so white and smooth. Without thinking, he bent down and kissed one nipple. He sucked the pink nub into his mouth. This time there was no resistance. She was too confused to protest. She didn't know what she should do. Letting her father do this was wrong, she thought, but she didn't want to deny him anything he wanted.

Besides, she was getting horny. Her nipples were taut, her cunt awash with female lubricant, and every nerve in her body was tingling.

Frank fumbled with the zipper of his pants, then pulled it down. Pow! His cock punched out hard against the white fabric of his underpants. He hooked his fingers into the elastic waistband and pulled his shorts down. His prick bobbed free, instantly expanding to its full length. Frank was a virile man who had had his share of hard-ons in his life, but his cock was stiffer now than he could remember it ever being before.

At the sight of it, Suzy gave a little quiver. She had often wondered what a "man's thing" looked like, but had never seen one in the flesh before.

Frank kissed each of her nipples one more time, then started working his mouth down towards her crotch. He went very slowly, kissing and licking the smooth skin of her chest and belly. She giggled as he ran the tip of his tongue around the edge of her belly button. It was an innocent, girlish giggle that made him pant with desire.

On down he went to her pubic triangle. Her pussy hair was rather sparse, but blonde and curly and nice. He slipped the tip of his tongue back and forth across the dividing line between the hairless and hairy skin. That made her giggle some more, and writhe her hips in excitement. It was all a game to her. A naturally innocent, playful girl is easily won over to the idea of sex as an innocent, playful activity. The action of his tongue was getting her virginal body more and more excited, and her moral scruples were being pushed farther and farther into the background by her awakening sexual desires.

He took several deep breaths through his nose, and noticed what a rich, wonderful smell the girl had, despite the fact that she was so young. She was brand-new, but fully equipped and ready, at least as far as her body was concerned. Her response was more that of an innocent little girl, though all this sexual activity was making quite an impression on it.

Frank moved his face down lower so that he could get a really good look at her vagina.

It's the most perfect little twat I've ever seen, Frank though, and along with lust he felt a strong fatherly pride that he had been able to help produce such a perfect little woman-child.

Her hips were still narrow, having not yet taken on the full sweep of maturity, but already there was more of a curve to them than male hips would ever have. And between her soft thighs nestled her exquisite cunt. Two soft pink labia that covered her clit in neat folds.

Not too big and not too small Frank thought. He didn't like it when a woman's cuntlips were really huge, but at the same time he liked to have something to wrap his tongue around.

Her cuntlips had several little drops of moisture on them, as did the surrounding hairs. The way her legs were spread, he could get a good view of her hymen. It had a small hole in it through which her pussy-fluid oozed.

Suzy was breathing heavily, and her eyes were half closed. She didn't understand why she felt this way, but she knew it was nice. Her father was going to make love to her, and that was what she wanted. His kissing, and licking, and nipple-sucking had lit her female fires for the first time, and they were burning with a hard, clear flame. She was frightened, but she was eager, too.

Her cunt was so delightful to look at that Frank kept gazing at it and sniffing it for almost a minute, even though his whole body was aching with come-need. He placed his lips against her labia and kissed them. A shudder of pleasure passed through her delicate little body. His tongue slid out of his mouth and darted over her crinkly pink cunt-flesh, thrilling to the taste of her female juices.

"Daddy ... Daddy," she murmured. Nothing in the world could feel as good as her cunt felt now. All her hesitation was forgotten as she felt his tongue work back and forth over her pussy.

Frank was going wild between her legs. Every part of her cunt was so nice that he didn't know where to concentrate his attention. He flicked her clit; but that caused such a violent shudder that he remember that he had better be careful if he didn't want to have her come right away. So he concentrated on the less sensitive labia for a while, but soon turned his attention to the vagina itself.

What really fascinated him was her maidenhead. He looked at it with a combination of raging lust and curiosity. He poked his tongue against it and it yielded slightly. He didn't want to break it, though. A woman's maidenhead should yield only to a cock, he thought.

The hole in her hymen permitted quite a lot of cunt-juice to ooze out, and Frank licked at it eagerly. His daughter was a child and a woman. It was the combination that excited him so much.

Suzy was pressing her little shoulders against the grass, and tossing her head from side to side.

Frank's tongue darted here, there, everywhere, licking away at her tingling pussy. He believed that waiting for a come made it all the better, so when he felt she was close to her orgasm, he would move his tongue away to her outer labia, or her pubic triangle, or some less sensitive place like that, so as to give her a chance to cool down.

His balls literally ached. He longed to take his cock in his hand and squeeze and stroke it until relief came in a series of powerful gushes, but he knew that if he did that he would regret it. He wanted to come inside Suzy's little body, and though he could often manage two shots in a row, he felt his cock should be in top form to initiate her.

Suzy was so worked up that she hardly knew what she was doing. She hardly knew that he was cupping her delicate, budding breasts, and pressing them against her chest, while rubbing the palms of his hands against her swollen nipples. Instinct was really taking over.

"Daddy ... I can't.. . I can't...."

Frank guessed from the tone of her voice that what she was trying to say was that she couldn't take much more of this tongue-action, that the tantalization was driving her out of her head. Well, he couldn't keep his prick waiting much longer, either. He slid his tongue up her labia towards her clit. She didn't know much about her sex-organs, but she did know that when her father licked her clit earlier, an overwhelming wave of pleasure hit her. This time, it would bring relief.

Closer and closer his tongue-tip came to her supercharged little fun-button. At the very last second, Frank sent it gliding away again, though, and her whole body quivered with frustration.

Back it came once more, and again it seemed like it was going to be pulled away, when all of a sudden Frank laid a series of licks across her pebble-hard clit.

"Ah! Ah! AHHHHH!" she gasped as her come hit in wave after wave of mind-blowing, pussy-busting sensation. Her hips bucked and heaved as every muscle in her body seemed to unwind at once.

Frank pressed his lips against her labia and rode with the punches. Then, while his daughter lay there on the grass, gasping and exhausted, he started to lick again.

He knew from experience that it was not possible to lick a girl dry. The more you lick, the more pussy-juice she secretes. But even though the task was futile, he thought, it was fun.

There was another reason why he kept on licking, even though the girl's twat was so sensitive now that it could hardly stand to be touched. He knew from his own experience that a come is often followed by a kind of sobering-up period, sometimes even a period of mild depression. He did not want that for Suzy, at least not until he had had a chance to get his rocks off inside her. Frank was a very considerate father, and normally would not have tried to manipulate his daughter's feelings for his own satisfaction. But licking her cunt had gotten him worked up into a state that was only half rational. He simply had to have her.

Suzy lay back in the grass, gasping and panting for breath. She could hardly believe the sensation she had just experienced. The come that her father had given her was the first she had ever experienced, and it had left her head spinning. That, plus the constant attentions of his tongue on her pussy kept her from having any real feeling of letdown.

Frank could tell that her motor was still running, and he figured that he could get some relief for his prick at last.

"Suzy, darling," he said, lifting his mouth from her moist cunt, "I want to make love to you."

"Daddy ... Daddy...." She felt too lightheaded to really give him an answer, but he could tell from the tone of her voice that she wanted him to go ahead.

He got on top of her and positioned the tip of his cock against her maidenhead. The feeling of pressure there brought her back to her senses, and she was suddenly filled with the traditional female fear of defloration.

"This may hurt a bit, honey, but I'll try to be careful," Frank said.

"I understand, Daddy," she said, nodding her pretty blonde head timidly."

"Of course," he went on, "with a lot of women, there isn't any problem at all. The reason for this is.. . "

His cock was in! It was an old trick, and it never failed to work. Talk to them, then shove your cock in, right in mid-sentence, when they least expect it. Frank knew that with a lot of things, such as taking off a bandage or getting in a cold swimming pool, discomfort is mainly a matter of expecting it.

His quick shove had carried his prick straight through the weak membrane, and now his cock was inside her, sliding back and forth on a mixture of love-juice and blood.

Suzy quickly forgot the sharp, brief stab of pain as he moved his prick back and forth inside her. She guessed what his strategy had been, and was grateful to her father for being so concerned about minimizing her discomfort.

Just as he had known earlier that he was taking good pictures, Frank knew that he was doing a superb job of fucking his daughter. He was so carried away with come-need that fucking his daughter was something which didn't bother him in the least.

She was the nicest little girl in the world, he thought, as he pressed his cock against her soft, wet cunt walls. He had never fucked a female this young before, and it occurred to him he might have been missing something by limiting himself to older women.

Even in the confused whirl of his thoughts there were some things that stood out clearly. He had long craved his daughter, and he had simply refused to admit the fact to himself. He was now aware that that, subconsciously, had been the reason he asked her to pose for him. Well, he had gotten his wish at last, and his undulating back muscles and iron-hard prick were making the most of it!

Her little body trembled beneath him. She had no experience at all, but something about the movement of her hips told him that she had a good instinct for sex. She was going to be quite a woman one day.

Frank's balls were pulled up against the root of his prick as tight as they could go. His whole cock felt like it was going to explode, but somehow he held himself back. He always prided himself that he could give a good, long fuck that left the girl plenty of time to get worked up to her come, and this time was no exception. Not that there was any sign that Suzy needed a lot of time to get to her blast-off point. Already, her cunt was clutching frantically at her father's cock with every thrust that he gave, as if it was afraid of letting it go. As if it wanted to have Daddy's dick inside it forever, all hard and frantic and fantastically male!

Frank bucked and heaved, sweat standing out on his forehead, his cock rubbing against her labia, pulling the delicate female folds across her aching clit. They were both very, very close to their comes.

He cupped her delicate breasts and squeezed them. He did not want to cause them any discomfort. His daughter was so wonderful.... He wanted to make sure that she never felt anything in her life but pleasure.

Her eyes were glazed, and she was emitting little moans and gasps with every thrust of her father's cock inside her.

The next stroke would do it. He knew that. He pulled way, way back, and rested for an instant with his cock almost outside of her cunt, only the thick head remaining inside her. She trembled with anticipation and irrational fear that he might take his cock the rest of the way out and leave her stranded without the come she so desperately needed.

Then, he started to slide it back in ....

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!"

In his prick went, the irresistible force pressing apart her tender cunt walls, probing, burying itself inside her.

He felt his prick go numb, and his back muscles give a final tensing. He rammed his rod the rest of the way home, and sensation flooded back into his prick as it fired gob after gob of man-cream into her cunt with the nervous rapidity of a machine gun!

Suzy gasped as she felt the sperm spatter against the entrance to her womb and his cock quiver against the walls of her vagina. Then, all of a sudden, she was over the top and coming like all get out!

Her hips bucked, and jerked, and heaved as the pent-up fuck-frenzy in her body ripped loose at once, every nerve firing as she came, and came, and came!

At last they were done. They lay on the grass panting in each other's arms. Both of the reveled in the feeling of relaxation and closeness that followed their come, but soon another feeling started to creep over them like cold water in a warm bath-guilt. Frank had not yet pulled his cock out, but even as he enjoyed the feel of his daughter's tight twat around his still half-hard prick, Frank found himself more and more conscious of what he had done. To seduce a thirteen-year-old girl is bad enough, he figured, but to seduce his own daughter! It was incest that the two of them had committed, or rather that he had made her commit with him. The big taboo. Number one in everyone's bad book. He wasn't a man readily bound by moral conventions, but the power of the Oldest Taboo was still enough to get at his conscience and make his prick, which could normally stay half hard inside a cunt for some time shrivel up to nothing.

What have I done to her? he asked himself. What the fuck have I done?

He had taken an innocent little teenage girl, he realized, and introduced her to sex by way of mankind's most forbidden act.

Suzy felt just as uncomfortable as her father. When they had been fucking, her new felt passion had carried her way beyond any concern for morality. But she was back on earth, now, and had landed hard. She had not been the seducer, so she did not have her father's feeling of responsibility. What made her so unhappy was her confusion. She had been strictly raised, and her head, until then, had contained only the most innocent sexual thoughts-fantasizing what it would be like to be married to certain movie stars or certain boys at school. Now her own father had indicated that sex outside of marriage was perfectly okay, even sex between father and daughter.

She had enjoyed the tongue-job and the fuck a great deal. If having sex with just anyone you wanted was wrong-and that was the kind of thing she had previously been told-how could it be so much fun? And if it was so much fun, how could she resist temptation in the future? Suzy was a bright girl, and she knew that whether sex with her father was wrong or not, there would be plenty more of it if that was what he wanted. But how could he want something if it was wrong for her? She just couldn't get her thoughts straight.

Frank pulled his limp cock out of his daughter's cunt.

"Well, I guess we have enough pictures," he said lamely. He knew he should say something about what they had just done to try and put it in perspective, but he felt too embarrassed to talk.

It was only when she finally dressed and they were getting into the car to drive home that he said to her, "I guess I ... I got carried away. I'm sorry. I hope that someday you'll be able to forgive me."

"It wasn't all your fault, Daddy," she said. She did not want her father to be burdened with all of the guilt.

"I guess we'll just have to be careful not to do it again," Frank said. "Uh huh."

And right at that moment, both of them meant it.

That night was a different story. Frank had a good fuck with his wife Betty, who in spite of her cast was as horny as ever and as skilled in the sack. But a couple of hours later he woke up with a massive hard-on. He looked over at Betty, whom he knew didn't usually mind being woken up for a fuck. But even though she was very attractive, he knew she wasn't what he wanted right then.

No, I won't do it, he thought, and rolled over and buried his face into the pillow, as if that would somehow shut out his lustful thoughts of Suzy.

He had been dreaming of her just before he woke up with his hard-on. Dreaming of how warm and soft her cunt was, and how good it smelled. That was why he had the erection, which gave no sign of wanting to go away. His prick knew perfectly well what it wanted, namely Suzy's cute little cunt, and it wouldn't give him any peace until he let it have what it wanted.

Frank tried desperately to think of other things, but Suzy kept forcing her way back into his mind. There was no way he could go to sleep while he had this massive boner. The only other thing he could do to get rid of it would be to beat off.

He put his hand against his cock and gave it a stroke, but he knew that masturbating next to his wife was not practical. The bed was very springy, and she was a light sleeper. It was possible that she would wake up and ask why he was beating off instead of having another fuck with her. He would then have to fuck her, making it impossible for him to enjoy his fantasies about Suzy while pumping it to his wife. It wouldn't be too easy to enjoy fantasizing about Suzy and beating off with his wife next to him, breathing lightly.

Frank eased his way carefully out of bed and left the room so as to go masturbate in the bathroom. There was a big, soft rug on the floor he could lie on, and he could even whisper Suzy's name aloud while he beat his meat. His cock, and for that matter, his whole body and mind, was in such a state of need that he forgot that the way to the bathroom led past his daughter's bedroom door.

He shivered with excitement as he walked past it. He took a few steps farther, but just as his hand touched the bathroom doorknob he thought, I guess it wouldn't hurt to take a peek at her. Fuel for my fantasies, and unless I can keep them going, I may end up with my hands all over her again sometime.

He retraced his steps. He could feel his heart hammering away inside his chest as he placed his hand on the doorknob of Suzy's room. Inside, there she would be, all young and tender .... He , knew that this was his last chance to turn back, that going into her room would be like deciding to fuck her, because his self-control could not possibly stand up to the sight of her lying in bed. He knew too that he couldn't walk away from her door without opening it.

I can't help it, I can't help it, I can't help it.... he murmured to himself mechanically. He could feel the sweat stand out on his forehead, and the aching stiffness of his cock. He pushed the door open.

The sight was everything he had hoped for. Light from the streetlamp outside was shining in on her. Her hair glistened like gold on the pillow, and her big eyelashes looked like they might flutter open with surprise at any moment, even though the sound of her regular breathing told him that his daughter was asleep.

He tiptoed over to the bed. His throat felt like sand had been poured down it, and his balls were jammed up against the root of his prick, making it difficult to walk.

Although Frank wanted to sit on her bed, he was afraid that doing so would wake her up. He had no idea what her reaction would be if she did wake up. She was too sensible a girl to scream, but he was afraid that she would feel disappointed in him, and that he would be able to read the disappointment in her eyes. He had promised her that they would never make love again, and here he was about to fuck her again.

Frank wasn't very good at controlling his desires, but he could judge their strength. He could tell when a craving was so strong that he was going to have to give way to it. He took her blanket and lifted it gently, while holding his breath. Still, her regular breathing continued.

"Jesus!" he whispered as he saw her body lying there exposed. She was stark naked. He could see every detail. The light from the street coming in through her window even cast shadows that gave certain parts of her body greater relief. Her nipples, for instance, had shadows that ran across the surface of her breasts.

Frank's hands trembled with longing to caress those soft breasts. He was making a last effort to control himself, so he turned his attention elsewhere. That wasn't much help, since "elsewhere" turned out to be her cunt. She was lying on her back with her legs slightly parted. Though the shadows made it difficult for Frank to see all he would have liked to, he was able to make out the important things, like the fluffy hair, the soft folds of her labia, the clit timidly peeping out from between the latter's folds.

He took a deep whiff and caught her delicate cunt-odor, which was at once girlish and womanly. His self-control collapsed.

He touched her cheek with his right hand. Her eyes opened suddenly.

"Daddy, oh Daddy, I've been so bad!"

"You, bad?"

"I knew you were in the room. I heard you come in, and I wanted you to be here. I wanted it. But I wanted to pretend that I was asleep, so you would make love to me-se I could tell myself that it was all your fault!"

She started to cry, and Frank felt overwhelmed by her honesty. He loved her so much, and she was unhappy! He pressed her head against his chest, and she took comfort from the strength of his arms. She whispered, "oh, I do want you, Daddy. I've been thinking about you for hours!"

"Shhhh," he whispered, and lay her head back against the pillow. Tenderly, he spread her legs, while she lay there passive and happy. Her conscience bothered her, but she was still happy, for she was about to get fucked by her father, and that was what counted. That morning she had still been a little girl, despite her budding breasts now, she was a woman, with a woman's needs. Frank was aware of it, and felt both guilt and pride at the transformation he had caused.

He got into position on top of her, and slid his cock into her cunt. This time, there was no maidenhead, so her body offered no resistance to his invading tool, his mighty, throbbing prick. She was open and willing, a female with inner spaces needing to be filled.

Frank paused a moment once his cock was all the way in. He liked the feeling of having his prick resting inside her, all firm and ready. Her twat was tight, but it was getting wetter with every passing second, so there was no friction problem to worry about.

"Ready, honey?" he asked.

"Please, Daddy, I want you so badly!"

A good-looking female who told Frank that she

"wanted him so badly" didn't usually have to wait long for some action. He pressed his lips against Suzy's and slid his tongue into her mouth. While his hands trailed back and forth over the surface of her tits, he started to slide his cock back and forth inside her cunt.

The first time they had fucked, he had noticed the distinctive undulations she had given, the counter-thrusts of her hips which met the motions of his cock. This time they were even more noticeable, as her sexual ability continued to blossom. Experience was bringing out what she had always had inside her.

His hands wandered all over her tits, though it was her nipples that got most of his attention. They were stiff and hard with excitement when he started in on them, but he managed to make them even stiffer and harder, until they were swollen to about three times their normal size and were so tender that they could hardly bear to be touched. The pressure of his fingers was so tantalizing as to be agony, but it was the kind of agony that women never want to have stop.

Frank was frantic for an orgasm, but his consideration for his daughter was strong enough to keep him. from just bucking away like a jackrabbit until he came. He started out slowly, then picked up speed gradually, even though holding himself back at first required a tremendous amount of willpower.

Since she responded so quickly, it wasn't long until his cock could pick up speed, sliding away like crazy on the thick film of female lubricant coating the inside of her cunt. He was giving her good, deep strokes that made her whole body shiver with delight. His cock had never felt so hard, and he couldn't remember having ever enjoyed a fuck more!

As for little Suzy, what had happened in the woods repeated itself in the bedroom. Her doubts and fears melted away before the cunt-heat her father's cock generated. She was gasping and panting and her pelvis was throbbing in time to her father's cock-strokes.

They were both right on the brink, so he slammed his cock in again, and again, and again .... "

With one final thrust, his prick erupted into a geyser of man cream, shooting and shooting, while her cunt trembled and quivered around it, and while her dainty body tried to buck and heave under his weight.

It was quite a come, and when they had finished, there was less guilt than there had been in the woods, and more joy at being together. Incest, strong though the taboo against it is, is something which can be gotten used to. There was a certain amount of resignation in their attitude too. They knew now they just couldn't break off their physical relationship.

In the woods, Frank was afraid he was exploiting his daughter. Now he knew that she wanted to fuck with him as badly as he wanted to fuck with her.

This time, his cock stayed hard inside her as they lay there together.